The ancestral vein of Wanshan, Kunlun.

In the Jade Void Palace, the majestic figure once again manifested in the Hall of Silence.

A palace lamp is generous and bright, shining on the extremely serious face of Yuan Shi Tianzun.

At this time, in his eyes, where was the disdain and mockery that he looked at Li Tong earlier, this time was full of solemnity.

"I haven't set foot in such a chaotic infinite way, and I already have the power to compete with us!"

He muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with a little shock and surprise, a little incredulous.

Who will believe such a deed?

Thinking of him Sanqing, Pangu Yuanshen incarnated, he was already extremely upright with his feet, and he shared a few heavenly merits, which was valued by Mr. Hongjun and passed on Hongmeng's purple qi.

After that, it took a lot of hard work to achieve the sainthood with the merit of establishing the religion.

Now that Leng Buding has appeared a person who has never appeared in the desolate world, as soon as Fang shows up, he uses his momentum to show countless powerhouses that he is not weaker than the combat power of saints.

How can this make people believe willingly!

"Li Tong ......"

The Primordial Heavenly Venerable silently recited the source of all the incidents, and the expression in his eyes kept changing.

Then, he shouted softly: "Fellow Daoist who burns the lamp, please go to the mouth of the Guan River to take a walk!" ”

But at this time, the catastrophe is coming, even if it proves that the saint can be said to be indestructible, but at this time, there is also a risk of contaminating the power of the catastrophe when he goes to the flood in person.

It should not be in itself, but it should be above its own disciples.

Unless there is an emergency, he will not leave the Jade Void Palace.

I saw a ball of fire light in the outside world, and a human figure appeared.

He held a coffin palace lamp, and made a mockery with Yuan Shi Tianzun, and responded: "Obey the order of the saint." ”

The fire flickered and vanished.

......

The land of the far west, the wonderful place of Lingshan.

Next to the Eight Treasures Meritorious Pool, the Quasi-Ti Daoist sat under the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, suddenly opened his eyes, and glanced at the Daoist who was sitting on the Golden Lotus of the Twelve Grades of Merit.

It was hard to hide the surprise inside, and then looked away towards the desolate land.

"I haven't entered the realm of a saint, I don't have a saint rank, but I can already show the combat power comparable to that of a saint?"

"How?"

The person who received the Taoist said bitterly, and the already bitter face added a feeling of suffering.

"Like my brother and sister, I made this Western religion and made a number of great wishes, so that I could prove the status of a saint."

The quasi-Daoist was also full of bitterness: "How unfair it is that this person has such combat power in advance without proving that he has mixed Yuan Wuji!" ”

Hearing his words, it was rare for the receiver not to let him speak carefully.

After thinking about it, his face showed a resolute expression: "Senior brother, this mysterious man thinks that it was made by that ordinary storyteller, it seems that the world in the book is just as you and I guessed, it is true!" ”

"In that case, you and I might as well go to the mouth of the Guan River for a walk? Take a look. ”

Hearing this, the quasi-Daoist was first stunned, then frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, at this time, the catastrophe is coming, if you and I are really here, then ......"

"Huh!"

Then he smiled and said: "Tongtian Daoist friends are all going in person, so why are we afraid?" ”

"Besides, there is always a feeling in the dark that if my Western Sect wants to prosper, it will definitely not be able to bypass this person, and I just take the opportunity to meet him."

The light in his eyes flowed, as if the world was inverted with the number of sands of the Ganges.

Inside, there are endless people in every world, chanting their names and reciting Buddha sounds in low voices.

He bowed his head and said in a low voice: "These two people are both related to my West, so they should be included in my sect!" ”

"Good!"

A look of hesitation crossed Zhun Ti's face when he heard this, but then he became firm, and said loudly:

"What Senior Brother said is true, these two sons are related to my Western Sect!"

After speaking, the immeasurable Buddha light rose from his body, and disappeared into this spiritual mountain in an instant.

And after they left, in the Eight Treasures Meritorious Pond, a small lotus seed floated up from the deepest part and landed on the Golden Lotus of Merit.

It was almost an invisible flash of blue light, and then disappeared.

Immediately afterward, there seemed to be a faint murmur in this realm where there was no one else.

"Nirvana, Blue Lotus Dharma, Enlightenment ......"

......

Under the boundless underworld, the Jizo who was trying to transform the Blood River Ancestor felt that momentum, and suddenly his heart was shocked.

The supernatural power disappeared, the tide in the sea of blood rolled, and a figure dissipated in an instant.

But he didn't care about the Blood River Ancestor leaving again at this time, his eyes widened, and he muttered, "Sage? ”

"Between heaven and earth, the seventh saint was born?"

"Impossible!"

Similarly, the Blood River Ancestor who was hidden in the depths of the sea of blood was shocked in his heart at this time, and spoke out categorically.

"After Hongyun's Hongmeng purple qi died, he didn't know where to go, even Kunpeng's thief bird didn't find a trace, and it was useless Hongmeng purple qi, how to preach?"

Then his eyes flickered, and he looked at the picture reflected on the red lotus under the seat.

His eyes were blood-red, but he stared at Li Tong deadly.

"There is something wrong with the law of that world!"

Where the yellow spring flows, the six reincarnations are disced.

Originally, he was refreshed and relaxed, and looked at the back soil of the scene in the picture safely, but after seeing the man again, he suddenly frowned with doubts on his face.

"Judging by his cultivation, it should be a quasi-saint realm, but why can he show such might?"

"Even if it was the sworn enemy of my witch clan back then, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the demon clan held the associated spirit treasure Chaos Bell in his hand, but he didn't have such might, and he was not as far away as the saints!"

"Strange, weird!"

Houtu shook her head slightly, of course she knew that at the time of the coming catastrophe, the appearance of an existence comparable to a saint in the desolate world would cause such a storm and attract what kind of attention.

"After today, this Li Tong, I'm afraid it will be difficult to live in peace."

At this time, she is no longer commensurate with the little one.

Li Tong, who can let such a character descend on the desolate world, is obviously no longer an existence that she can treat as a joke.

Even she, who is in charge of reincarnation, has to pay attention to it.

Now, several saints who are aware of this situation are a little unable to hold back, and they have made arrangements.

This time, once that mysterious powerhouse makes a move, he will exert the combat power of the saint.

Then it will inevitably cause the one who has not come out of the Zixiao Palace for thousands of years, and if you can't say it, it will attract its coming!

But I just don't know, what is the idea of the one at this time?

Houtu smiled lightly, and then looked at the picture expectantly.

Left and right, none of this has anything to do with her.

Could it be that these people can really fight in the flood and break the reincarnation?

But it is, impossible.

......

Vast chaos, inside the Zixiao Palace.

Wandering outside the world, Hongjun, who understood the mechanism of the operation of the Great Dao, was awakened by the strong man who suddenly appeared.

His eyes lowered, and after staring for a long time, he sighed:

"Alas!"

"Variables, variables!"

But his eyes were closed, and there was no sign of stopping him.